The Crystal Sage(s)?

Working your way through the rest of the Fort you came to a bit of a stand still when you had to fight seven undead Mages in a long area with two sorcerers who had much more powerful magic than the others, they pinned you at the area's entrance, after a while one of the magics spears that they where shooting at you hit you in the shoulder, opening into a large wound, you fell to the ground and as you saw them drawing closer you felt yourself fading from your mortal coil: your vision fading and your body weakening you felt yourself being dragged backwards towards cover, you felt your Estus being pulled from your belt, as the familiar taste met your mouth, slowly your vision went back to normal as your strength returned slowly but surely as her face came into view...

"S-Sirris?" she put the Flask in your hands "Drink, we will handle this..." she stood, Estoc in hand to handle the Sorcerers with whoever she was with. you drank your estus as you slowly regained your strength, your wounds healing promptly, after a couple seconds you saw a figure an old friend, "Time to get up my friend!" came that joyous voice "Siegward?" he laughed patting you on the Shoulder "It has been too long my friend..." Sirris slayed the last of the mages "Are you feeling better My Friend ?" you nodded talking a breath, one f your pauldrons was a harshly broken but you took it off and stored it in your inventory.

"This is where the Crystal sages live, they where in alliance with the Farron legion but if they are anything like these Undead, they will not welcome us into their Keep" said Sirris sheathing her Estoc "Sirris, Seigward how did you find me?" you asked picking your blade off of the ground "I Have been travelling about willy-nilly to hopefully find a worthy foe and thanks to you I found some haha, A Toast!" he pulled some Seigbrau from his pack and took a massive sip through his helmet, how the hell does he do that? "...I have been tracking one of the Fingers of Rosaria this way.... myself and Sir Siegward came to the rescue s soon as we heard the commotion..." Seigward finished his Siegbrau which he put back into his Pack "we Should get as much help as possibly for this fight then! any ideas?" said the Knight of Catarina.

"I do believe There is someone that can he of great help to us..." she pointed over to the Summon sign, you walked over to it and saw him, that heavy black armour, that massive shield, that colossal hammer it was Eygon, his brute strength would be perfect for this fight "I shall summon him..." Sirris nodded keeping her serious stature, her armour hugged her quite tightly, you wondered what colour her hair was? what she looked like without that Armour on, without anything on.

looking up you realised she was watching you watch her, her face remained emotionless though you still awkwardly looked away, after a couple Minutes Eygon answered the summons, his Phantom form emerging from the sign. "Eygon, we need your help with a dangerous enemy..." his phantom simply crossed his arms at you "Eygon..." Sirris sighed "Phantoms cant talk Champion...." of course you knew that, like with the Sword Master he couldn't speak when you summoned him to fight vordt "Very well then shall be off?"

Together you and the Trio marched through to the large space which seemed like an open courtyard, this stunk of Danger, drawing your sword you lead your allies "Be on your guard" they readied themselves as you all cautiously walk into the Space.

In seconds the Sage revealed himself via teleport shooting a Soul spear at Siegward, he managed to dodge as Sirris sprinted up to the Sage getting a single slice at him before he disappeared, he re-appeared over in the corner where (luckily) Eygon was already ready to attack, doing massive damage with his Hammer, you and your companions made a square formation to watch all of the Courtyard's corners, but he did something none of us anticipated, several Sages appeared at ones "There is more than one!" shouted Siegward, but charging at one you found that when you attacked it, it simply faded "Some are illusions, find the real one!" You and your team killed clone after Clone but eventually Sirris figured it out "The Real Ones Sorceries are Purple!" Sirris charged for him her blade ready but he went to power up an attack at just the right time, "Sirris!" you said launching yourself at her, you felt a terrible burning pain on your waist , you had been hit! stuck on adrenaline you sprung up, the Sage tried to disaper but you managed to chuch a throwing knife at him before he could as you charged, running him through.

he let out a cry of pain as he like the Weakest of Undead faded into a cloud of ash which flowed into you, his souls becoming one with your own.

you felt your strength falter again as you clutched your wound, and you fell to your knees...